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People try to put us d-down (Talkin' 'bout my generation) Just because we get around (Talkin' 'bout my generation) Things they do look awful c-c-cold (

Look, he's crawling up my wall Black and hairy, very small Now he's up above my head Hanging by a little thread Boris the spider Boris the spider

I used to know everything about you But today when I tried to point you Out to one of my friends I picked the wrong girl again Don't see you in the crowd

I can go anyway, way I choose I can live anyhow, win or lose I can go anywhere for something new Anyway, anyhow, anywhere I choose I can do anything,

Hey, fellas, have you heard the news? Yeah, the women in this town have been misused Yeah, I seen it all in my dreams last night Girls, leaving this town

If I'm so lost without a friend Tell me, who's this by my side? This girl with eyes like gems And cool reactions to your lies Lies, la la la lies You

You can hear it in the street, see it in the dragging feet The word is gettin' out about control Spies they've come and gone, the story travels on The

I'm free, I'm free And freedom tastes of reality I'm free, I'm free And I'm waiting for you to follow me If I told you what it takes to reach the highest

I know when I've had enough When I think your love is rough The good's gone, the good's gone The good's gone, the good's gone The good's gone out of